Reality Check.

This post is a day late. Sorry about that, life has been a bit hectic.

I was taking some much-needed time out and watching Bones this evening. I mentioned in a previous post that I could really identify with Sheldon from The Big Bang Theory. I can also totally identify with Temperance Brennan aka Bones. Husband hates the show, thinks it is gory and gross, and that there are enough real-life tragedies to contend with, never mind CHOOSING to watch another one and so cant fathom why I like it, especially with all my ‘special’ traits.

I was pondering his thoughts this evening whilst watching, I tend to have many ‘layers’ of thinking happening at the same time, and I came to the following conclusions.

Her faith in science is unflinching, and she trusts that science can always be relied upon to solve any problems she may be experiencing; that logic and reason are unbeatable and should be the driving force and motivating influence in the human experience.

Her expertise is anthropology, a way of imposing order, patterns and scientific constructs on a fluid and mercurial variable such as culture and society. Imposing science on anything to do with humans is difficult and can lead to all sorts of variables. Anyway, what I am trying to get to, is that she has faith; Faith that science, logic, reasoning and higher order thinking will always save the day. And then she is flummoxed and undone when it doesn’t. I get it. If science and logic and reasoning were actually what the world revolved around I would be in my element.
This is not the case.
I wish somebody would give me a set of rules about human beings. I seem to be destined to being misunderstood, accused of not caring, of being cold and unemotional. Truth is often I care too much and so have to block things off in order to cope with daily life. I don’t watch the TV, except selected episodes that are streamed on the net, I avoid the news and the sight of anybody suffering leaves me in tears. On Bones, the baddie is always caught and it always works out in the end. I like that.

I find the science fascinating. In the same way I watch Greys Anatomy as much for the medicine (if not more) than I do the drama. Before all you scientists and doctors say ‘it’s not the same’, while pulling out your hair in frustration, it is close enough to feed my appetite and keep me interested, anything I am seriously fascinated in I research from a credible site, such as Wikipedia.

Bones is brainy, geeky and super intelligent and yes, she gets the guy, but even more incredibly HE seems to understand HER. This does not happen in real life. Ok, well maybe it does, but not in my reality (except my cute husband of course), so it is nice to see the Gifted win a few now and again.

She is a gifted heroine. ‘Nuff said.

I know it’s TV. I know it’s not real. I don’t think I could handle all those bodily fluids in real life. But for forty minutes I get to participate in an ideal world where my strengths rule, and I could excel. For forty minutes I don’t have to fit the world because for those forty minutes, it fits me.